Lyrics Aware of That - T.H.C (The Harlem Child)

Cash money A.T
World world world
World

They want me to lose I'm aware of that (they want me to lose)
I need all the money tell me where it's at (where it's at)
I've been through struggles, I've been there and back (I've been there and back)
About to risk it all, gotta get these racks (gotta get these, gotta get these)
They want me to lose, I'm aware of that (aware of that)
Step up to the plate, I'm about to break the bat (break it all, break it all)
I saw no where to go, I remember that
Locked up in a cell, I ain't going back

They want me to lose, my music like the blues
Can't you see I'm tryna blow
They don't want me to light the fuse
Don't you get this shit confused
I'll be on my ones and two's
All that shit up in the industry really, I ain't amused
How could they refuse
Them labels better choose
I've been beaten up by the system, my nigga I feel abused (I feel abused)
But I ain't got a bruise, I got scars up in my mental
My nana, she always got me 'cause she knows the shit I've been through (I love you nana)
Turn into the devil when yo' closest turn against you
Let this pen bleed like this up on its menstrual
Always been a man I ain't tryna be no gentle
I'ma let you niggas live all that knowledge that I lent you (that I lent you)
All that fronting, all that stunting, niggas knows you ain't official nigga (no)
I ain't rocking with you, so I guess that I'm against you (yeah)
All these lyrics come with fire 'cause, nigga I'm feeling vengeful
Step up to this mic to drip the sauce but I'ma vent too
Vent too

They want me to lose, I'm aware of that (they want me to lose)
I need all the money, tell me where it's at (where it's at, where it's at)
I've been through struggles, I've been there and back (there and back)
About to risk it all, gotta get these racks (gotta get these, gotta get these)
They want me to lose, I'm aware of that (aware of that)
Step up to the plate, I'm bout to break the bat
I saw nowhere to go, I remember that (remember that)
Locked up in a cell, I ain't going back (no, no)

Don't want me to win (no)
How should I begin? (Yeah)
See, they don't think you're cool unless you're willing to sin
I cannot pretend, I had to sin for all my riches
All these checks are being cut
They can't wait to give 'em stitches
Last strike I'm on probation
I'm distance from these snitches
Feeling like I cannot trust 'em
So, I'ma distance from these bitches, nigga
All my friends are dead, all my enemies in ditches
Gotta make some sacrifices if you wanna clock them digits
I swear this shit is getting wicked
Man, I thought I could depict it
Every time I got a team, It seems like them niggas are switching
So, I do it on my own 'cause this nigga is on a mission
I say fuck 'em they don't listen
I gotta change the way I'm living (the way I'm living)
If I don't make it now, I might end up in the prison
But, When that shit occurred, I wrote them lyrics and got conditioned
Gotta get my pot to piss in
I'm a star, my time is now
I said, fuck a intermission
I'ma run up in this game
I don't need no damn permission

They want me to lose, I'm aware of that (they want me to lose)
I need all the money, tell me where it's at (where it's at)
I've been through struggles, I've been there and back (there and back)
About to risk it all, gotta get these racks (gotta get these, gotta get these)
They want me to lose, I'm aware of that (aware of that)
Step up to the plate, I'm about to break the bat
I saw nowhere to go, I remember that (remember that)
Locked up in a cell, I ain't going back (no, no, no, no)